On the following Monday when I walked into Potions, the entire room went quiet. Then I asked myself, why? When I sat down, everyone was whispering my name. Finally, Hermione walked in and I said, "Hermione, do you know what everyone's talking about?"
"No I don't."
"I think they are talking about me. Hermione, have you said anything to anyone?"
"No of course not! Why would you ever think that?"
"I don't know. Maybe it slipped out when you were talking to someone."
"Oh well no, I haven't said anything to anyone."
Then as the day went by, the day just got weirder. During lunch, everyone was staring at me while I was eating my soup. I saw Dean and Seamus and waved, but they didn't wave back. I was tired of this so I got up, went to Dean and Seamus and said, "Why is everyone avoiding me today? Is there something wrong with me?"
"Listen Lily, we heard that you are really American. You can give up the accent." said Dean.
As soon as I heard this, I immeadiatly let it drop. "Ok and? Why does that mean that I need to be shunned by everybody else?"
"Well, I don't know really. Everyone else was doing it so we just followed along." said Seamus
"Ok so let me get this straight. You find out that i'm from a different country so you stop talking to me?"
"Lily you lied to us. You didn't tell us who you really were. That's not being a good frie-"
"Oh please! I lied to protect myself! To blend in! I didn't know what was going to happen to me if people found out that I was American. Don't give me excuses on why I wasn't being a good friend. I have been nothing but nice to you guys since we started term!"
"We have to go. We have to be somewhere."
So from then on, I talked in my regular accent. People actually started talking to me again. Even Malfoy plucked up the courage to talk to me. "Hey Evothelia! I heard you're from America."
"Yeah i'm from America. Why?"
"I knew it. My father will hear about this! Letting foreigners into this school." Malfoy and his gang were laughing along with him.
"Malfoy if you tell your father everything, then why don't you just marry him?"
"How dare you! You filthy mudblood!"
"Uhh. First of all, i'm not muggle-born. And second of all, America is such a better country. I mean the girls there would never go out with your lame ass."
Malfoy and his gang stopped laughing and were a amazed that a low-life like me could make such a good burn. After that incident, I got more respect from Malfoy and his gang. Besides, Malfoy already is scared of me, because of the Convention.